Who ⚔ Yael & assorted nerds What ⚔ A dungeon run and other things When ⚔ After the party Where ⚔ Errywhere Content Warnings ⚔ Men with their tits out? Alcohol??? No correlation there surprisingly. nsfw i'm sorry mom
[ Hector staggers in place for a second, trying to find his balance with the way the noise rings in his ears. A hand to his head doesn't help, closing his eyes doesn't help—they just need to get away from this wall.
If only he hadn't nudged that piece of rubble. ]
No. [ Despite how his body struggles to keep itself together, his voice is as firm as ever. That's out of the question. ] And stop playing the damn hero.
[ He doesn't want Yael's "noble sacrifices." He doesn't want him to suffer. Because if he does as a result of this? Hector will know it would be his own fault.
And so, if it wasn't obvious already to Yael at this point, Hector stoops in and loops Yael's arm around his shoulder, leaning in a way to give him the support to stand, much in the way one used to carrying injured comrades in battle might. The height difference doesn't matter, whatever weight difference there might be doesn't matter. Hector trudges away from the wall to get them both away from that noise and to safety. ]
[A quiet laugh, neither derisive nor relieved, and it's just loud enough to ring in Hector's ears alongside that brain-rattling tone. If anything, Yael sounds... satisfied. Yeah, satisfied puts it best, digging his fingers into Hector's shoulder as he carries him away so he can't easily forget that he's suffered another defeat at Yael's hands.
What does all of this prove? That Hector can't get away from him. That Yael won't stop digging, won't stop poking and prodding until he's broken him open wide and cored him out. It's only a matter of time, Yael thinks, and he's certain Hector knows it too.
[ It's a good thing that Hector is thinking about getting away, as the possibility that they would have ended up just like Ganymede feels like it only grows stronger by the second, especially as that tone rings one last time, causing static to form around the edges of their vision right before they either gate out or log out completely.
Oh, and that wall? It was definitely warm to the touch, much like an overheated computer might be. Having fun chewing on that along with just about everything else, you two! ]
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If only he hadn't nudged that piece of rubble. ]
No. [ Despite how his body struggles to keep itself together, his voice is as firm as ever. That's out of the question. ] And stop playing the damn hero.
[ He doesn't want Yael's "noble sacrifices." He doesn't want him to suffer. Because if he does as a result of this? Hector will know it would be his own fault.
And so, if it wasn't obvious already to Yael at this point, Hector stoops in and loops Yael's arm around his shoulder, leaning in a way to give him the support to stand, much in the way one used to carrying injured comrades in battle might. The height difference doesn't matter, whatever weight difference there might be doesn't matter. Hector trudges away from the wall to get them both away from that noise and to safety. ]
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[A quiet laugh, neither derisive nor relieved, and it's just loud enough to ring in Hector's ears alongside that brain-rattling tone. If anything, Yael sounds... satisfied. Yeah, satisfied puts it best, digging his fingers into Hector's shoulder as he carries him away so he can't easily forget that he's suffered another defeat at Yael's hands.
What does all of this prove? That Hector can't get away from him. That Yael won't stop digging, won't stop poking and prodding until he's broken him open wide and cored him out. It's only a matter of time, Yael thinks, and he's certain Hector knows it too.
I won't forget this. Neither will you.]
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Oh, and that wall? It was definitely warm to the touch, much like an overheated computer might be. Having fun chewing on that along with just about everything else, you two! ]